The dean looked at Su Jin and Chu Linyu with a smile: "You guys should also sit down for a while, Muxia, you really haven't been here for a long time this time, you see, these children are thinking about you." ”

"There's been a lot of going on lately, no, I'll come over as soon as I'm free, Dean, I heard that there are a lot of volunteers coming these days, why haven't I seen any of them here."

"They, they were supposed to come today, but there seems to be something delayed, I have been in class for a morning, Chang Hui has a little cold, it's really a headache."

"What's the next class?"

"Mathematics."

Mathematics...... Su Jin originally wanted to teach children, but mathematics, that is her natural enemy, Su Jin can teach them a little basic at most, if you want to go deeper, it is really a big problem.

Chu Linyu seemed to see their difficulties, and said lightly: "If you don't mind, let me teach you." ”

That's right, Chu Linyu is an authentic graduate of a famous university, and if he doesn't let such a talent try, it is really called a violent celestial!

"Yes, Dean, you can go and rest, besides, isn't there still me here, you can rest assured."

"But ......" The dean was still a little worried, but when he saw Su Jin and their insistence, he had no choice but to nod, "Then I'll trouble you here, I'll go see Da Ming, and I'll send him some cake by the way." ”

Su Jin nodded, I heard that Da Ming was under the care of the doctor, and his neck and heart were gradually improving, at least he would not always be trapped in the room and not come out, but it still took a lot of effort to be able to run and jump like ordinary children.

The end of class was only ten minutes, but because the children ate cakes, Su Jin showed great grace and gave them ten more minutes to eat cakes before coming to class.

Chu Linyu stood on the podium with a height of one meter eight, all the children below stared at Chu Linyu with curious eyes, Su Jin sat at the bottom, I don't know why, this scene made Su Jin laugh inexplicably.

"Okay, children, let's open the textbook and turn to page 30, today we will talk about addition ......"

Just as Chu Linyu was lecturing, several volunteers came over at this time.

"Dean, I'm really embarrassed, I can't say it at once, and now I'm suddenly here again." A woman in her thirties, dressed in an orange volunteer uniform, walked beside the dean and said apologetically.

"It's okay, it's good if people come, you ......"

"Ahh It's Chu Linyu and Muxia!" A girl in her twenties with a double ponytail standing behind the woman couldn't help but shout in her voice when she saw Chu Linyu lecturing in the classroom and Mucha tutoring the children below.

"It seems that this young lady is a fan of Chu Linyu and Muxia." The dean turned his head and looked at the ponytails with a smile.

Who knew that Shuang Ponytail snorted coldly: "I am a fan of King Chu, but I am not a fan of Muxia, I am her black." ”

"Jiaojiao!" The mature woman whispered a double ponytail behind her.

"It doesn't matter." The dean chuckled and said, "After all, there is still a big gap between the characters on the screen and real life, Mucha is a good child, not only Sister Chang Hui and I like her, but even the children in the courtyard also like her." ”

"Cut, who wouldn't do something likable." Jiaojiao rolled her eyes disdainfully and said with a sneer.

"Dean, I heard that your welfare club used to be in a very remote place, why did you move to the city center now, you know, this is a lot of expenses."

"It's all thanks to Musha, when our hospital was on the verge of demolition, it was Mucha who helped us find a good place and decorate it, so we had such a good life."

"Who would believe it, how could an eighteenth-tier star have so much money to buy a house in the city center, and it is so big, let alone doing some sneaky things in secret."

"Miss Jiaojiao, I can understand if you have any misunderstanding about Mucha, but if you say anything disrespectful in front of us, please leave here now."

"I ......"

"Jiaojiao!" Jiaojiao was unconvinced and wanted to talk back, but was immediately stopped by the woman, "If you dare to talk nonsense again, let me go now!"

Hearing this, some other volunteers around immediately grabbed Jiaojiao, shook their heads at him, and motioned for her to stop talking nonsense.

Jiaojiao was no longer satisfied in her heart now, so she could only snort coldly and shut up.

"I'm really sorry Dean, it's my friend who said the wrong thing, and I hope you don't be surprised."

The dean didn't say much, just sighed softly, and walked them away, and the woman glared at Jiaojiao fiercely, so frightened that the latter hid in her friend's arms.

"What's the matter, why is my favorite so fierce today." Jiaojiao looked at her companion behind her and asked with some puzzlement.

"I don't know......" In their hearts, Xinyi has always been a gentle and well-behaved type, and he never even spoke loudly, but this time he glared at himself for the dean's words, what the hell is going on

Originally, these volunteers were just helping to clean up the welfare club, or they were teaching the children, but today Su Jin and Chu Linyu are here, and the matter of teaching the children naturally falls on them, and these volunteers are assigned to clean.

After cleaning for a long time, it looked like it was almost time to cook, two of the volunteers went to the kitchen to help Sister Chang Hui cook, who knew that when they walked into the kitchen, they didn't see Sister Chang Hui, but they saw Su Jin.

I saw that she was holding a knife and skillfully holding the radishes to cut them into slices one by one, and her skillful knife skills were the same as that of a chef.

Maybe it was because she sensed that someone was coming to the kitchen, as soon as Su Jin looked up, she saw two girls in volunteer clothes standing by the door and looking at her blankly, and she realized that when she was about to come to the kitchen to cook just now, the dean did tell her that the volunteers were coming.

"Sister Chang Hui has a cold and is not feeling well, so I will help her cook, you guys should come in quickly."

Unexpectedly, they thought that all artists were the kind of arrogant commanders, but they didn't expect Su Jin to tell them in such a gentle tone.

Slightly stunned, they soon walked into the kitchen.

"Do you know how to cook?" Su Jin looked at the two little girls and asked.

"Yes." The volunteer nodded.

"That's okay, there are more people today, so I'm going to make nine dishes, and the three of us will make three bowls each, the time is a little rushed, let's speed up a little."

The two men glanced at each other, nodded, rolled up their sleeves, and began to get started.

For many people, artists can only be watched on TV for a lifetime, but they didn't expect that they would be close at hand now, so these two little girls secretly looked at Su Jin while cooking.

Su Jin's stir-fry is called a neat one, over-the-top, put seasonings, and the eyes of the two little girls who saw it were straight.

After quickly putting a pot of mapo tofu out of the pot, Su Jin beckoned the two little girls to come over and help her try the taste.

The little girl took the chopsticks and tasted them, and immediately gave a thumbs up: "But it seems that the taste is a little light, Sister Muxia, do you want to put a little more salt?"

"No, the taste of children is relatively light, so I deliberately put a little less." Su Jin smiled as she kneading the flour in the basin.

Looking at the flour, the two little girls couldn't help but ask curiously, "Sister Muxia, are you planning to make steamed buns?"

"No, I'm going to make them bean paste buns." As he spoke, he picked up a piece of flour and began to knead it in his hand, wrapped it in the trap of bean paste, kneaded the flour in his hand, and suddenly the flour slowly turned into a little pig in Su Jin's hands.

"Wow, that's so cute!"

"Cute, hurry up and get the dish in your hand ready, I'll teach you how to do this."

Girls generally don't have any resistance to cute things, as soon as they heard Su Jin's words, they quickly nodded, sped up the speed in their hands, and finally walked to Su Jin's side and asked him to teach them how to make pig's head steamed buns.

The three girls worked in the kitchen for most of the day, and finally moved all nine dishes to the table, and the dinner plates were divided for the children and placed on the table.

As soon as class ended, the children all rushed into the cafeteria and sat down in their seats.

Su Jin sat next to Chu Linyu, and there were volunteers and nuns sitting at their table.

"All right, children, before we eat, we have to pray a prayer as usual."

"Good!" Hearing the dean's words, the children began to close their eyes one by one, and loudly recited the words of thanks and praise to God, and after reciting them, the children opened their eyes and looked at Su Jin and their table with expectant eyes.

The volunteer didn't understand what the children meant, and was stunned for a long time, but Su Jin understood what it meant, and picked up the chopsticks on the table: "Okay, let's start eating."

The rules of the welfare society are very strict, and the elders must move the chopsticks before the children can start eating.

As soon as Su Jin's words fell, the children lowered their heads one by one and began to eat with relish.

Jiaojiao looked at Chu Linyu, who was sitting at the same table with them for dinner, and was excited, but when she looked at Su Jin sitting beside him, her face instantly drooped.

"Sister Muxia, I didn't know that your cooking was so delicious, where did you learn it?"

A volunteer took a bite of Su Jin's cooking, his eyes lit up, and he looked at Su Jin curiously.

This made Su Jin smile a little embarrassed: "I used to take care of myself in the past, and I thought about what I wanted to eat, and slowly made this taste."

"It's so powerful, King Chu, you must be very blessed."

Hearing this, Chu Linyu had a faint smile on his face, and said casually: "It's okay." ”

This mouth said that it was okay, but this face was full of irrepressible pride.